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whole time)
Ain't no copping pleas decline your call like four times (Decline your call)
Niggas they gone hang you out to dry like a clothes line (Uh,

to dry
I soaked up all of pain looked my baby her eyes
She said daddy well be straight I said baby you ain't lying
Ima teach you how to paint you going

I'm the bad guy
So when it come to you the rules don't apply
I was there for you
You left me out to dry
Like a white tee
The same tee I used to wipe my

Work Harder

Underestimated, my intentions to fly
You can speak against my hustle, but the river is dry
No cry, no tears, I been the man for years
My

dick presidential, yuhh
If I said it, then I meant it
And I meant it when I said it
Always keep a Teletubby in the basement
Suck me dry for entertainment

hands
I got money in my land
Who am I spittin flows and getting by
When im dry god bless the man
Hundred bands tryna spend a fucking grand
On these grams

the best now 
I don’t do tears 
Or I try not 
I’m white hot 
Beaming like I’m cyclops 
Never hit a dry spot 
I could never sole swap 
Gotta keep the door

that fucker die, die, die

Can't even cry, the tears dry
You stabbed my back so hard, it turned this heart black
Look what you did to me, look

standing by
He knows just why we cry
And with a gentle touch
He'll dry the tears from our eyes
Like they said way back then
We know that Jesus is coming

a sleeper
Jesus callin' my phone
I was all on my own
I was dead in sin
And then I met the man
And then He breathed into my dry bones
This is the valley

dey try, enedu akpogwu chai
Everybody dey cry, ugbodu ugbodu che dry
Bullet don dey fly, m'yeni people dey die
They no dey still reply, me I no fit tell

We've been looking for the holes in the sky 
I don't want no other girl 
My hands are dry 
And we pissed off all the saints too many times 
I

The Best Is Yet to Come

Mark Moore

Best Is Yet to Come

1998

the cup dry
Wait till your charms are right for these arms to surround
You think you've flown before, but baby, you ain't left the ground
Wait till

game incredible
Hyouka too stoic, white coat that be medical
Since girls in real life be so dry and forgettable
I'm chasing this paper till my money

actually brick it 
Went ghost, never came back for a minute 
Draw for the notepad, brandish a lyric
Man don't try, but your raps so dry, something like when

in the attic
Said that I can have a car a genie in a mansion
I ask if I am worthy
My past is dry and dirty
I steer away from negatives but shit it

I’m Melly
The cocaine it bought me the presi
Got money and power, we work by the hour
My dawg on the powder, he ready
Can’t dry that b**** off when we

die
Means Im never gonna quit even when I touch the sky
Even with time going dry
I don't care how long it takes me
Work until they classics that's

When we put this out
Put this song on repeat
Brothers went harder than dry concrete
First of our kind like the iPhone 3
Groupies want love I want no such

it up, high tide 
Beat it up, dry cry
Her, you ain't seein'
She be on SciFi
I be OD'n
'Til she go bye bye

Wanna earn my love
No she can't return my

to dry
I soaked up all of pain looked my baby her eyes
She said daddy well be straight I said baby you ain't lying
Ima teach u how to paint you going

avoided thread yet
Let me catch you huffing spores and snorting death your crumpled core
Leave you on the morgue floor bored of breath

And when i cry dry

myself on a Thursday night
Sick of myself and my hopeful mind
Take a look at dry mouth and my blood shot eyes
Soggy old pelts
In the rain we survive
Oh I'm

of the cranium, baby you feel me?
No adultery-dultery, when I see-ee, I see-ee, we kill 'em
Stays dry for me daddy, baby sunset
Come get a taste of what you never